"One million," A man seated at the corner of the room called out, raising his paddle.
My heart pounded louder with each bid. The men sneered, their eyes devouring me like I was a piece of meat. My body trembled as I rubbed my sweaty hands on my clothes.
The bids went higher and higher until there were just two men left. 
"Three million," the chubby man declared, impatient evident in his tone.
There was silence in the room for a moment.
"Five million," A stranger countered, raising his paddle. 
My eyes widened in shock as I tried to figure out who this stranger was. The room was filled with murmurs and no one could counter the stranger. 
The auctioneer's gavel slammed down. 
"Sold!" 
***
Leila Flynn, 19 years old, struggles to keep her ailing brother alive, and her life takes a dark turn when she is suddenly kidnapped into London's underworld auction. During the auction, she is bought for a high price by a mysterious and wealthy stranger, Dominic Anderson. Leila is then taken to a grand mansion in London, where she begins a complex relationship with Dominic.
Dominic, a powerful mafia boss, lives a life shrouded in mystery and danger. Leila gradually discovers that Dominic's concern for her and her younger brother, Michael- who suffers from leukemia- goes beyond mere kindness. Under Dominic's protection, Leila tries to uncover his true intentions while also developing a subtle emotional connection with his brother, Luca.
In this dangerous game of love, betrayal, and revenge, Leila must decide whether to place her trust in Dominic or sever all ties with his perilous world once and for all.

Maid for the Mafia

　　I couldn't take my eyes off Dominic's back, and, as I couldn't do anything to stop him, retreated out my bedroom door. He had left me in a mess of emotion. His words this time had stung much harder than the look, and that was saying something. I just did not get why Dominic was so angry. More accurately, why he was so disturbed I would spend time with Luca. My head was confused, and I needed to clear it.


　　I fell onto the edge of my bed, his anger a palpable weight over my head. Why should it matter, in the least? We weren't anything. I was just his maid, nothing more. Yet the way he had looked at me, the way he spoke to me was different from every other maid here.


　　I shook my head to clear the cobwebs. I could not think this way. It was dangerous, insane. Dominic was my boss and Luca. Luca was another thing. He is his younger brother, I could not afford to get mixed up with either of them.


CHAPTER 39 Caught In The Crossfire